Its been a few days since I've posted so I thought I'd put something up.
I'm still in the ills of sickness. The majority of the illness is gone, but its now something more sinus based and a lot of icky snot. But I'm plugging away at work and thinking o going to the doc's for some antibiotics.
I had a crazy dream this morning about being in the vietnam war. It wasn't like the vietnam war exactly thought. The sides were the same, but they were being faught like the old revolutionary wars, with both sides lined up and marching at each other. There was a full cast of characters in this dream like full metal jacket or something. The only one I really remember is a young blond boy who looked like the kid in Rushmore, not the main character but his friend. The dream ended with each of the characters dying. It was weird. We were all lined up on one side and the viet cong on the other and then began to advance. We get off one round then have to reload, but instead we attack with bayonetts. The enemy has knives and swords. Blond boy stabs the person in in front of him and it al seems to be going well. I have this thought in my head that as long as we all stay focused it will be ok. Blondie glances to the side and sees that the enemy facing the soldier next to him is a woman and he smiles at her. As he looks back to his opponant he realizes that his stab didn't kill them and the enemy slashes him accross the throat. Its not a killing blow, but the enemy moves past him as blondie stands there gasping for breath. The girl he was looking at appears in front of him. She smiles and draws a sword and takes his head off.
Thats when I woke up. It was very bizarr and very real.
In better news we found and booked a place for the wedding. Its going to be october 27th 2007 at the crocker house in new london. There are some pictures of it on the web. Its really nice and will allow us to choose all the individual stuff ourselves. Its much closer than the farm. It also has a more regal feel to it which I think will work better for the star wars theme.
Thats all the big news.
I'm still in the ills of sickness. The majority of the illness is gone, but its now something more sinus based and a lot of icky snot. But I'm plugging away at work and thinking o going to the doc's for some antibiotics.
I had a crazy dream this morning about being in the vietnam war. It wasn't like the vietnam war exactly thought. The sides were the same, but they were being faught like the old revolutionary wars, with both sides lined up and marching at each other. There was a full cast of characters in this dream like full metal jacket or something. The only one I really remember is a young blond boy who looked like the kid in Rushmore, not the main character but his friend. The dream ended with each of the characters dying. It was weird. We were all lined up on one side and the viet cong on the other and then began to advance. We get off one round then have to reload, but instead we attack with bayonetts. The enemy has knives and swords. Blond boy stabs the person in in front of him and it al seems to be going well. I have this thought in my head that as long as we all stay focused it will be ok. Blondie glances to the side and sees that the enemy facing the soldier next to him is a woman and he smiles at her. As he looks back to his opponant he realizes that his stab didn't kill them and the enemy slashes him accross the throat. Its not a killing blow, but the enemy moves past him as blondie stands there gasping for breath. The girl he was looking at appears in front of him. She smiles and draws a sword and takes his head off.
Thats when I woke up. It was very bizarr and very real.
In better news we found and booked a place for the wedding. Its going to be october 27th 2007 at the crocker house in new london. There are some pictures of it on the web. Its really nice and will allow us to choose all the individual stuff ourselves. Its much closer than the farm. It also has a more regal feel to it which I think will work better for the star wars theme.
Thats all the big news.
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